With the obscure flashback, I felt mentally debilitated as blurred memories hurt my brain. Standing still, I pondered on my plans, anything I can break out of this hell place. Glancing around me, I perceived nothing out of the ordinary. This was a typical street you see in "reality".  I took a glance above me, the dismal weather made me apprehensive and I refuse to anticipate that it would rain. 

I felt sprinkles of rain while walking on the pavement, heading to a place I do not recognise at all. Walking through the streets is like walking or intruding into the ominous woods owned by a creature with sinister, anticipating my movement of me, waiting for the perfect time to strike. Each step I took built up my apprehension and I felt hopeless because there wasn't a way to return home to a place I don't know. All I could do is move on and experience whatever there is. The dismal weather made me feel even more hopeless as if I was trapped within this cloudy atmosphere for eternity with despair. If there's shelter, however, it would at least ease my current thoughts.

 I walked into the town with several vacant shops. The rain was becoming heavier and the thunders began to scream and roar. Thunderbolts always flash before my eyes, the brightness that can leave me astonished but sad sometimes. It makes me think about how big our world is but how lonely it can get. The rain got heavier every second, watching every raindrop hit puddles on the road and pavement along with street lights flickering. The stores' windows were broken, and glass shattered on the path. I must be careful about where I put my feet so that they don't pierce through my shoe and feet and scream in pain. All the buildings were shadowed inside. Some lights flickered from time to time inside however they were dim and too obscure to perceive what was inside. I sought shelter, being able to find a store with an outside shelter roof. I leaned against the store wall, slowly sliding until I sat there. I felt exhausted, the dismal weather made it seem like the day was already becoming evening, the clouds blocking the sunlight to provide enough light. I felt sick, not knowing where I was. I felt lost forever. I attempted to doze off to pass time and figure out what I should do once the weather ceases. 

However, that was difficult. Dozing off was another challenge for me, with the rain falling heavily, creating an awful sound effect on the roof made it immensely laborious. To face this, I was to disconnect my mind from reality avoid thinking. That would be a method to doze off and kill time however due to the situation I am in, it seemed almost impossible. I felt restless and indeterminate on what to do next other than seeking other things to help me out when the rain ceases. The sensation where no one would be anywhere for miles away began arousing in me except for that one guy who I saw earlier and ran off. I thought of all the possibilities on who he was and why he just dashed off. Perhaps he was a normal person like me but ran off because he thought I was a monster? Or maybe he was too terrified to meet someone like me and wants to be alone? Or maybe he wants to get information on me secretly. By thinking all this began to flood my mind which would prevent me from dozing off. For me, I am able to flick off the thoughts in my mind instantly if I don't want to think of them anymore, almost like a light switch. I tried not to think anything and darkness permeated my mind. This is where I doze off.